The wind howled, the purple lightning danced wildly, and the black clouds that shrouded the palace city were like a pond of old ink that could not be dissolved, making people breathless.
Boom!
The second divine thunder came in an instant, with thunderbolts missing. The light curtain suddenly sank toward the center, almost touching the double eaves of Wende Hall. It was already reaching its limit.
Bi Yuewu spread his palms, and the brass finger spun rapidly in his palm. A flash of spiritual light flashed, and the exorcist suddenly appeared, floating quietly outside the railing.
He jumped on the Exorcist Warriors and performed the secret with one hand. The spiritual patterns engraved on the surface of Yanjia immediately flashed an exciting bright red. Before leaving, he gave another serious instruction: "I'm going to find Jian Zheng and Zhang Yuelu. You stay here and don't move."
, it’s safe in Huntian Tower.”
Ning Yan rarely saw him act so solemnly, and comforted him: "The supervisor's cultivation is far better than mine. He can naturally see what we can see. Maybe there are countermeasures in advance. Don't panic..."
"It's too late, the formation is about to break."
"Hey, wait a minute——"
"Um?"
Bi Yuewu half-turned around, with a questioning look in his eyes. However, Ning Yan opened his mouth but forgot what to say.
He didn't understand why he suddenly called out to the other party. It might have been some mistake... more likely, it was lard that had deceived him. Everything happened too fast and was too natural.
Across the railing, he could only hook his fingers around the other party's clothes, and the pale lightning illuminated half of the sky, reflecting their silhouettes.
"Um...be careful."
Ning Yan held it in for a long time and finally said a useless nonsense.
When Bi Yuewu heard this, his frown slowly relaxed, as if he thought of something, he suddenly smiled.
"You care about me?"
…
"You care about me?"
"..."
"Don't worry, I know the pros and cons. If it were in front of outsiders, of course I wouldn't..."
"Today's friends may become tomorrow's enemies. What guarantee can you give?"
…
The same scene happened again, and the two of them seemed to have returned to that night at the site of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, but this time their identities were reversed.
This moment is exactly like that moment.
Ning Yan looked at Bi Yuewu's eyes with some trance. In his impression, these peach blossom eyes curved into a crescent moon when they were angry, and they also curved into a crescent moon when they were happy. They looked good, but they were not easy to understand.
Now, how should Shopkeeper Wu feel?
You can't be happy...
Ning Yan couldn't figure it out, so he put away his distracting thoughts: "Whether the person coming is Tuoba Li or not, Burying Sword Mountain must have something to rely on if it dares to carry out such a dangerous task against the backlash of luck, and it cannot be careless."
Bi Yuewu folded his arms and raised his chin arrogantly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will be fine. So what about Burial Sword Mountain? I am Si Tianjian Twenty-Eight..."
"Don't say anything that would raise a flag at this time..."
"What does Flag mean? Forget it, tell me slowly after everything is over."
"This sentence also..."
The black clouds were getting lower and lower, and whirlpools emerged between the clouds, as if they had brought the dark and endless deep sea here. Bi Yuewu no longer had any intention of joking, his expression changed, and he said seriously: "Let's go."
After saying that, the exorcist warrior soared into the sky.
Ning Yan chased him to the railing and looked up. He could no longer see the back of the exorcist. He could only see the dense sword energy shooting out from the vortex, like a pouring rain curtain that stretched endlessly towards
The palace and city were all drained.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
His ears were filled with the sound of sword energy breaking through the air. The light curtain was riddled with holes in an instant. Scattered sword energy passed through the formation and fell into the palace. Wherever it went, the soldiers of the Imperial Army were all turned upside down.
The intense fire dragged the palace city into chaos, and the military formation that Zhou was so proud of collapsed in the face of such heavenly power!
The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. When Ning Yan saw the broken limbs and broken armor in the distance, he lowered his eyes unbearably.
[If it were me...you lower your gaze, thoughts like this come to mind.]
He frowned and raised his forehead, and couldn't help but sigh that there was really no sign of the onset of the system.
[What is a great supernatural power? Moving mountains and filling seas is just a small Taoist skill, and the ability to use the heaven and the earth is no more than the courage of an ordinary man. The real great supernatural power should be the mighty power of heaven and earth in the palm of your hand, and the body can undergo the transformation of a dragon and a snake...]
[My thoughts are the thoughts of all sentient beings, and my destiny is the destiny of all generations!]
The disdain on Ning Yan's face slowly disappeared. When he heard the words behind him, his feet froze in place. He didn't even notice the spiderweb-like cracks in the white jade railing where he grabbed hold.
He suddenly remembered the hallucination he had encountered during the day, and his breathing became inexplicably rapid.
The system is right, this scene in front of you is the real magical power...
If it were me...
[Now everyone in the palace is in danger, and the puppet Zhou lackeys are in a panic. It is the best time to get the treasure. You are determined to seize this opportunity, a great opportunity is ahead...]
"Stop looking! Let's get in the house quickly!"
Ning Yan trembled all over, and the enthusiasm in his eyes suddenly disappeared. He looked back and saw Yan Yan holding his hand tightly.
"Why did you come out?"
There is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger inside. In order to avoid exposing any flaws, Yan Yan spends most of his time sleeping in the Qianlong Pot. But this time, he took the initiative to show up and said anxiously: "You still ask me! Look at yourself!"
Ning Yan lowered his head and suddenly realized that he had already stepped half over the railing, and was only one step away from falling.
"You don't want to fight it, do you? Just wake up!"
Ning Yan was still a little out of the situation, and was so dumbfounded that the white-haired girl pulled him straight into the house.
"It, who is it?"
"Weapon spirit! Very powerful, very powerful, very powerful innate weapon spirit!"
"The one in the sky?"
"right!"
Being able to make Yan Yan use three in a row is very powerful, so it must be ridiculously strong...
Just right!
Ning Yan suddenly stopped.
Yan Yan almost tripped over when he stopped suddenly, and was so angry that she kicked his calf: "Why are you just standing there? Come into the house."
"Wait a little longer."
"What are you waiting for?"
Ning Yan shook his head and stared at the dark clouds in the sky without saying a word.
He is waiting for an opportunity.
It is true that the Burial Sword Mountain has some strength in being able to cause such a commotion in the palace city, but no matter what their purpose is, it is not enough to achieve this. In the final analysis, the palace city formation only belongs to the Imperial City Division.
It's an insurance policy. If the formation is broken, it will only bring a little loss of face, but it will not cause serious damage to your muscles and bones.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Let’s not mention the hidden masters in Ouchi. Even Si Tianjian has not taken action. The two sides are still in the stage of testing each other. As for whether there will be a real fight tonight
After one game, it is still unknown.
Yan Yan saw Ning Yan's serious expression with pursed lips, sighed softly, and appeared on the railing to sit down side by side with him.
She is well aware of the other person's temperament. She usually laughs and laughs, and seems to have no bottom line of principles, but in fact he has a very stubborn temper. Once he decides to do something, even nine cows can't get him back.
"You're going to kill me this time!"
The girl's mouth was pouted high, as if she didn't want to pay attention to anyone. Ning Yan tentatively pulled her little hand, but it was immediately thrown away. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Don't blame me, I won't be able to do it if you don't try it once."
I will be willing to do so."
"Huh, you won't listen to what I say anyway."
"Not every time..."
"Then you and I go back to the prairie."
"No, don't be in a hurry. In the future, yes, there will always be a chance to go."
"Then I won't allow you to meet the big fierce monster. She has too many twists and turns in her heart. She is worse than Chai Ruru. I don't like her."
"No, the topic we are talking about has nothing to do with others...Besides, Sister Shen also has her own difficulties..."
Yan Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately climbed up and stood on the railing, glaring angrily at the pushy man.
"I hate you!"
Ning Yan smiled and suddenly hugged Yan Yan into his arms.
Before Yan Yan Xingshi finished his sentence of questioning, his ears were already pink, his head was dizzy, and he forgot to struggle for a moment.
No, this scumbag will use the beauty trick...
Well, I must not fall into the trap easily!
She was so obedient that she huddled in Ning Yan's arms, thinking this.
"Is it cold?"
"Hmm~ It's not cold."
Yan Yan subconsciously hummed a coquettish whisper from the tip of her nose. As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly widened.
How could I make such a spineless voice!
But……
Yan Yan bit her teeth lightly, and she could clearly feel the throbbing numbness from Ning Yan's palm, the unyielding soul beating in Ning Yan's chest, and the warm breath exhaled from Ning Yan's nose...
It's so foul.
"Don't be angry with me, okay?"
Yan Yan's heart softened, and she burrowed her little head into the other person's arms, and said angrily: "Then I'm not angry anymore..."
Time passed by minute by minute in silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but a snowflake fell from the sky.
This was like a signal, and soon it started to snow heavily.
Ning Yan frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to catch a thin layer of fine snow. He was about to hold it in front of his eyes for a closer look. Unexpectedly, the fine snow melted into a puddle of snow water and dripped down his palm.
Snow dripped on the ground, and several weeds immediately emerged from the gaps in the floor tiles. However, these weeds also withered and decayed at an alarming speed, and soon returned to dust.
In the blink of an eye, spring, summer, autumn, and winter cycled through each other.
At this moment, among the palaces in the palace city, a red dragon suddenly appeared!
The roar of the dragon stopped the moving clouds, and a huge hole was instantly opened in the center of the black clouds, revealing a golden divine sword hanging upside down over Bianjing City.
The situation took a turn for the worse, and the many masters lurking in the palace could no longer hold back. They all used their escape techniques to fly straight towards the divine sword, and pillars of light suddenly shot up into the sky.
"Yan Yan, we..."
As soon as Ning Yan started to raise his head, Yan Yan knew what he meant. With a thought, he took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wings from the Shui Jun Order.
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